Why do you like when someone else gives you an enema?

It is incredible to have someone administer an enema. No worries about holding the nozzle, or opening and closing the clamp. The giver giving encouragement and controlling the actions. It is wonderful having someone caress, stroke, and fondle your butt and genitals. A few good smacks on the ass with a hand or paddle is also very nice. A hand job or oral while holding the enema is amazing. It's always better with a partner.

Not a fan of self administration. I love a sexy lady to demand I get on all fours with my bottom high in the air so she can access my botty hole to do as she pleases. It feels divine when someone else lubes you up good and proper and slowly inserts the nozzles while telling you what a good job you’re doing and that that are pleased with your submission. Then, they control the flow and when you are allowed to expel- not to mention the extra curricular stimulation they can provide while the solution floods your intestines. It’s magic when done right with two people that are on the same kinky journey.

The last several years, almost all of the enemas I receive are from my wife, before that, all were self-administered. It is so much better when she gives me the enema, and she is very good at it. Monday mornings are my "enema time" and we kind of plan our schedule around this time slot. She doesn't like to receive enemas (too many accidents and clean ups), so I don't get to give very many enemas, but I sure like getting them from her!

This is more interesting. But the best thing is when you get an enema from a person who doesn't know about your fetish. Or vice versa.

@Ene1994 One of the prime examples being hospital enemas over the years.

Surrendering to the volume they choose the temperature as well as the solution they want to use and how many enemas they feel like giving me.

It is a combination of many things at once. First of all, it's about increased intimacy when I'm naked in the presence of another person, shame certainly plays a role there as well when taking a position in which I clearly feel the gaze of the other person on my protruding ass, then there's the preparation phase, e.g. when I see how the other person puts on a latex glove and rubs his finger with lubricant, then enjoys lubricating the anal opening, then I see how lubricant is applied to the nozzle of the enema kit, followed by the insertion of the nozzle into the ass and the release of water. During the filling, there is mutual contact because while my belly is being filled with water, the other person is massaging it and talking to me at the same time, when I have all the water in me, the massaging of the belly is still going on, with a gentle touch and talking in a whispering voice, there will be tingling in the stomach and on the nape of the neck, overall, I would describe such a pleasant erotic enema as a special form of tantric sex, but only on the condition that the enema is done gently, respectfully and with feeling.

I love every minute of it going in retaining it and going out and the person putting their hands on me whenever a nurse or anybody puts their hand on me I get a roaring hard on. Hey I'm human I respond to stimuli

Until recently, I had not been given an enema by a nurse in 40 years — an old-fashioned, lightly soapy, warm water cleansing enema — and I was living a long-held secret fantasy under her care.

It’s a long story how this occurred, but I felt like an enema virgin. The nurse, a neighbor in her early 80s who is still doing home care visits, treated me like she would a patient. She coached me with breathing exercises to take in as much of the enema as I could, and when I asked her to stop and let me rest, she was respectful and kind like a nurse should be. Admittedly, I liked her gentle domination — the first time I’ve felt intimacy that strongly by being cared for by another woman.

@Vicki_V that sounds so satisfying

This is a great thread!

I had a micro enema by a nurse in hospital a few months ago and it was such a turn on. She came back and saw me post surgery even though I wasn’t under her care anymore and sat with me - I think maybe it was an opportunity missed but I was to hesitant to ask anything.

This is a great thread. I have a number of reasons why I like it when my wife gives me an enema. It does bring back an element of my youth when my mum would give me the occasional enema. More importantly is the sharing of something intimate with another person. Although there is an erotic element in having her give me an enema she does not make it sexual but is more 'clinical', telling me how to lie, when she is inserting the nozzle and opening the tap. Then asking me how it is going etc. That in itself is somehow arousing for me that she can be caring, 'clinical' and so intimate. That doesn't happen when I do it on my own.

Well for a start theres someone else in the room, also i seem to be able to hold more than i do it myself. and feels very erotic having someone elses finger up my bum.

The shared intimacy is nice. Also I hold more and hold it longer getting better results if I am head down and butt up during the enema. It is difficult for me to keep the nozzle in and operate the shut off clamp when I am in this position.

It feels so nice to have someone who understand my klismo needs to take care of me!

I’ve only had 2 people help me out!

The only opportunity I have today for an enema administered by someone else is in a medical setting. The thing I like most are the interaction and conversation concerning the enema and its various actions from insertion to the ability to take the whole volume. I really appreciate a nurse who has some experience giving and has also had enemas herself. These situations are rare today, even if you are hospitalized. The last time, the nurse had only given one enema before mine and I had to explain the procedure for a soapsuds enema to her. Fortunately she did an exemplary job following all my instructions. I had her give me 1/2 the bucket and held it for about 10 minutes. I then had her refill the bucket and give me the whole thing. It worked well and prevented serious complications after discharge.

I am very anally erotic, enjoy social nudity, especially in a group of attractive people who have no problem with sexual activity while surrounded by like minded people.

The idea of exchanging enemas with an older nurse who was a neighbor took on a whole new level of pleasure when she introduced me to enemas in series.

Her giving me three or four warm soapy enemas before my warm water rinse was the most erotically satisfying experience of my young life at the time.

When she initially only gave me one enema, it left me wanting her administration to continue. Telling her of my desires, she smiled and said she would love to continue and have in different positions that would improve my pleasure.

That was all that was necessary. From that Sunday afternoon on, we each enjoyed a series of enemas for the rest of our relationship.

These series grew to include a nurse friend who joined our enema sessions and became our third in threesomes.

This was during my college years and I stayed in college an extra year to get a full and proper education.

Since then, I’ve introduced all of my lady enema partners to the pleasure of enemas in series, using various nozzles and colon tubes and the fun of receiving in various positions.

I never thought of having a partner give me enemas as surrendering control as so many others have posted. I always thought of it as pure pleasure.

Don't get me wrong I very much like a solo enema but to lay back and receive TLC and attention from a close loved one is always preferable.

Some aspects take me back to when got them at home growing up and with partner can't deny the intimacy and yes erotic aspects.

It is, because for me anyway, that there is someone who has a certain control and authority over me for my own well being.

On the physical level other than following the instructions of the caregiver, I merely have to assume the indicated position while the person administering the enema again has a certain amount of control while the administration of the enema is on going.

I am also able to relax and talk to the person as I receive the enema and if I need it stopped I know they will comply.

The enema being given is in certain respects similar though longer than when I am having my rectal temperature taken.

I was doing a three day juice fast with my older daughter when a neighbor, a semi retired medical surgical nurse, volunteered to help me through the weekend by giving me an enema. I had not been given an enema from a nurse since I had home care after an accident 40 years ago.

I don’t remember feeling such intense anticipation, hearing the nurse, whose name is Catherine, In the bathroom, preparing the enema. I was so sensitive to the sounds. She opened the clamp to let the water run through the tube, then the SNAP of the clamp closing. It was like a dream as I lay on the bed with my pajama bottoms off and a puppy pad under me.

My mind was so focused on what Catherine was about to do to me that I was tuning everything else out when she hung up the bag and helped me onto my side. Having an old-fashioned enema given to me by a nurse who had given hundreds in her career was soooo satisfying!

I haven't experienced it yet, but I would love to have a lady administer a nice hot soapy enema with a feminine bulb syringe.

It's one of those things that I can't do myself - not that flexible.

Head down ass up while the syringe is repeatedly inserted, squeezed, and withdrawn.

Yea, that's the ticket.

There are many reasons why I love having someone else give me an enema but the loss of control over such a basic bodily function is high on the list.

@Vicki_V I think there is almost nothing as erotic as having a retired nurse giving you an enema. Perhaps the only thing that would match that would be returning the favor.

In college I dated a nurse, an older woman, who introduced me to erotic enemas and taught me to administer to her and a nurse friend.

I still miss those two years.

Is Catherine available to you on an ongoing basis?

@Real_Screamer - Nurse Catherine lives in the neighborhood and through our mutual interest in gardening, we have become friends. I would not have dreamed of imposing on her to help us through the fasting my daughter and I were doing over those three days.

However, my daughter, 34, has become close friends with Catherine, which led to the nurse, giving both of us enemas during the fast, strictly on a professional level, but I felt a level of closeness with a woman that I had not experienced before.

Catherine still has her license as an RN, as but I would not feel that I should take advantage of her professional services, although she has said that I or my family could call on her if needed. She is registered with the local visiting nurse association. It is comforting to have an experienced nurse living just a few doors away — although not for just what some of you are thinking. LOL I was slicing carrots, a couple of weeks ago for chicken salad and nearly sliced a finger. Nurses know many more things!!!

@Vicki_v

I can understand you not wanting to impose, but I would be hard pressed not to arrange a periodic schedule for a good clean out and pay her for her services.

I had that kind of arrangement with a retired colonic hygienist for almost three years. She and I became social friends and enjoyed each other’s company outside her in-house clinic.

I bet your daughter would enjoy that arrangement too.

Kindest regards,

Real Screamer

This is such a delightful thread and I can’t resist sharing more about the glorious experience that receiving an enema from my partner is like (receiving one for health reasons by nurses or doctors is another matter altogether and, while occasionally a necessary evil, it does nothing for me from an erotic standpoint). Like many others have said, what’s not to like about having someone who you can truly be yourself with and bare your most vulnerable side to? And having that person love pleasing you (and hopefully deriving pleasure themselves) by giving you what you crave and need and what, at least in my case, I’ve only been able to really tell in so many words to 3 men. One was not really into it but did it anyway and it was one of the worst sexual experiences of my life. My late fiancé was extremely anal and very much into enemas and everything else involving either of our asses being played with. My partner is only so slightly more “conservative” than my late fiancé but there are very few things that we have not experimented with in the anal world (both giving and receiving). He gives me the best and most effective enemas. He knows how I like to prepare for them, and he will make sure to help me relax, he will gently yet decisively lube me up and finger my anus until it’s warm and stretchy enough to take my favorite retention nozzle. He will instruct me to get the bag ready and, from then on, he will take over. He will tell me what position to assume and, as I get situated, he will make sure that the nozzle is generously covered in Vaseline and the line primed. Depending on his (our, really) mood, he will have me spread my cheeks and have my ass up and out for easy access or will let me lay on my left side and open me up himself. Lube is always there and he never forgets to double check that my anus and my insides are as slippery as they can be and that the nozzle won’t encounter any resistance or cause any discomfort. If I am particularly tense, a good spanking will precede the inevitable and, for reasons that I don’t fully comprehend but that are unquestionably true, the stinging feeling of his hand against my twitching ass warms it up to perfection and, if I was not as open as I should have been before, I will definitely be aching to take the nozzle all the way in. And so it goes. My partner will will hang the bag or hold it in his hand and move it up and down and coach me as far as breathing goes and will give me breaks if I ask for them or if he knows I need them. Will pass me my water bottle or my Gatorade zero or whatever I need to stay hydrated and safe through the whole session (I’m greedy and one enema is never enough for me). Will praise me as he senses that I am fully surrendering to the enema and letting myself experience and get lost in all the sensations it induces. Will check if I’m okay at all times and will encourage me to vocalize what I’m feeling. He will fuck me with the nozzle and play with my clit or pinch my nipples or spank me during what is for me the most challenging part of any enema, which is the holding time. If I’m really struggling, or my bratty bowels are not cooperating, or am generally stressed and anxious for reasons unrelated to our playtime, he will whisper something comforting in ear, rub my increasingly distended tummy, or just hold me while still holding the nozzle tightly inside my anus.

When the time finally comes and the enema has done what it is supposed to do (or it’s not but my body is insisting that the time is right anyway), my partner helps me up to the loo. Sometimes I have to ask for permission and I know how much he enjoys saying no, until he realizes that it is really time for me to expel whatever I’ve been filled with, and then switches to a more nurturing mode and makes sure I am as comfortable as possible. If holding my enemas is the most challenging part of the whole process, for me the real bad cramps start when I am expelling it, especially if I am dealing with a flare up of my IBS, or I am very bound up or stressed and tense, or if the enema solution is rather “stimulating” -if it isn’t it will only end up stuck inside me or dribble out, and that’s even worse. I’d rather just have a few minutes of intense cramps and a full expulsion than a bloated tummy and mild urge to go every 15 minutes.

My partner will stay with me throughout this necessary, albeit not always sexy, stage and will massage my tummy and back, kiss me gently as he whispers that it’s okay to let everything out and that he is proud of me and will even cheer for me lol. He will never forget to tease me and play with my clit, nipples and, of course, depending on how clean I am, won’t hesitate to fuck the enema out of me.

This may be the most painful part of our play but it’s also when we both have the most extraordinary orgasms and his hugs and comforting words afterwards make me feel like I am truly taken care of and cared for and the post expulsion closeness and intimacy are second to none.

Why do I love it when my partner gives me my enemas? I could effectively handle a bunch of these parts myself and I did for many years. But I would much rather share the experience with someone who wants to share it with me and who does so with such a great deal of respect, passion and tenderness. And yes, my solo orgasms don’t compare to the ones he gives me. There’s more to it than what I’ve described but it’s going to have to make do for now 😘

Play safe,

B x

@The Briannayoucrave

That’s a fabulous partnership. Congratulations. Enjoy your enemas and I hope he knows how lucky he is.

@Saraswitches said,

Some aspects take me back to when got them at home growing up and with partner can't deny the intimacy and yes erotic aspects.

Growing up my siblings and I received enemas from mom, grandma, and our two teenage aunts. By the time we reached our preteen years, we had become accustom to someone giving us enemas.

@Saraswitches said,Growing up my siblings and I received enemas from mom, grandma, and out two teenage aunts. By the time we reached our preteen years, we had become accustom to someone giving us enemas.

And you would agree better to relax submit self to the enema giver, be the centre of attention for that moment?

@Saraswitches said,

And you would agree better to relax submit self to the enema giver, be the centre of attention for that moment?

Once we reached our preteens, our RN grandmother taught us personal hygiene and enemas became our responsibility. Growing up, we had become accustomed to someone giving us enemas, so once we were on our own, solo enemas were a letdown. Then one afternoon in early fall purely by happenstance, both my sister and I got home from school constipated, each needing a couple of enemas. Once we realized we were both constipated in need of a couple of enemas. My sister suggested we give each other the enemas we both needed. Saying, she missed being given enemas, because they were more relaxing than doing enemas solo. Then asked me, “How do you feel about it?” I told her, “I feel the same way you do. Getting an enema from someone is more relaxing than giving myself an enema.” At that she said, “I’ll give you a couple of enemas, then you can give me a couple of enemas.” I agreed, so we both got completely undressed and went to the bathroom. Giving each other the enemas we both needed, starting a routine that would last until we finished High School.

Enemas for me are part of a "punishment" scene. Now the level of punishment varies but when I play with someone else, it is them spanking me and then an enema while getting spanked. I think it is the total lack of control that is exciting. When I play at home, I have developed a little "game" where what I am going to receive is a chance by pulling the instructions out of a hat.